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to receive, ah Little Lay, givin' you what you need Nothin' but the best green leaves With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D My nigga, let's get
[Chorus: Krayzie] My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded [P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded] [So high, so high am I.] reefer and blunts is all that's needed
Desperate for your name and you offer us a new start. They hate your people, and they mock your son. You wait for the day when your work is done. P.O.D
Snuff the punk I'm gettin' tired of you chump Bass in your face You'll get a taste fo the P.O.D. funk When I say punk or chump I don't mean you
playing Lou Reed French shorty in the blue tweed Know the right temp for sous vide D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p
P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded) The weed can't get no better (no better baby) Twenty dollar hollars, all day, everyday Come around my way, you gone
P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded) The weed can't get no better (no better baby) Twenty dollar hollars, all day, everyday Come around my way, you gone
CUZ I AM TOPP DOGG TOPP DOGG TOPP DOGG T O Double P D O Double G TOPP DOGG T O Double P D O Double G T O Double P D O Double G TOPP DOGG T O Double P D
S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee Me
out) Let's get P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded) [Chorus (Bizzy Bone)] The weed can't get no better (no better baby) [Bizzy Bone] Twenty dollar
S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee Me
S N double O P D O double giz ee D O double giz ee d O double giz ee S N double O P D O double giz ee D O double giz ee d O double giz ee (Snoop
Yea Ay y'all asked for this man It ain't my fault First Off It's P O L O D O L O Rolling up that track Paq Put it in a Rello I heard y'all It's P
S-N-double O-P-D-O double gizzle 'n J Tizzle S-N-double O-P-D-O double gizzle 'n J Tizzle S-N-double O-P-D-O double gizzle 'n J Tizzle
of it Broke hoes talkin down on me But I'm proud of it P R O U D bitch P R O U D bitch P R O U D bitch P R O U D bitch Fucked ya man, just got
to P.O.D Psalms of David these words written by god Welcome to P.O.D Psalms of David, these words written by God Welcome to P.O.D Psalms of David, these
me You say you ballin', R.C.E Too high in the air like P.O.D Put this shit on, I'm too O.D Ain't too long to R.I.P Pull out feezy record like Polo G
a r s e l l a m a b a r R a m b o . L a c a r t a e s u n a p i z a r r a q u e t i e n e c l a v a d a e n e l p o r t a l , e n l a q u e p o n e c o
I get P.O.D. Shorty talk shit but she all on me Really she a rider, she get down for a G Only smoked once but we was high for a week While she all in
it's in your eyes When shit hits you run and hide You on the floor, put down your phone Go and do some damage of your own Destroy your opposers D. O. P
Mixing drip P.O.D. with the Rage Running shit nigga you running late I run it I run it How you want it but you never done shit I want it I want Time is
Holy If a nigga run up leave him Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Amen T-R-A-P-G-O-D (let's get it) T-R-A-P-G-O-D (ay!) T-R-A-P-G-O-D (Trapgod) I be in the trap
P-O-M-P-A-D-O-U-R my favorite P-O-M-P oh I adore P-O-M-P-A-D-O-U-R my favorite Why are we, why are we whispering Hanging over the cliff Why are we, why are we
the house, stand clear P.O.D. in the house, stand clear If Jah is for me, tell me who I'm goin' fear No I won't fear And Jah of Jacob is deserving of my
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